The little sun, that went down;
Came a bigger "bad wolf",
The three little pigs, ain't little anymore;
Got swept away in the wind.
Matted window cover, in your little house
There lay a sad sassy' dame.
The kinght in shining armour
Rusted in the rain.
The horse came to the sunset
Now, the rider was gone.
The western town, of your little heart
Was nowhere, you can't claim.
The dandelions in your front yard
Babies on the plain.
The sun may rise once a year
But do you remember the flame? |
Submission Name: Warmth and Glow in the Dark
